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Yoongi: Protector and Punisher

Sudipta_Molly
Yoongi: Protector and Punisher is a haunting fanfiction that follows the turbulent journey of a girl caught in the dangerous world of obsession, loyalty, and control, set against the backdrop of BTS’s Min Yoongi’s chilling persona. The protagonist, a girl broken by the world, finds herself abandoned, drifting through life until she encounters Yoongi. In him, she doesn’t find the typical salvation of kindness and tenderness—she finds control, structure, and power. He offers her rules, boundaries that protect her from the chaos of life. Though she initially despises the suffocating nature of his control, she slowly realizes that, for the first time, it grounds her. It doesn’t heal her; it shapes her into someone capable of existing. But as she grows dependent on Yoongi’s presence, the need for freedom—real freedom—begins to fester within her. She starts to rebel against the rules that once gave her comfort, convinced that she can survive without him. In her desire to break free, she steps beyond the boundaries he has set, only to face the consequences of her actions. The world outside of Yoongi’s protection is cruel. She soon discovers that without him, there’s no safety, no sense of self. His silence becomes a weapon, and his absence an unrelenting punishment. The lines between protector and punisher blur as she realizes the terrifying truth: it wasn’t the rules that kept her safe—it was Yoongi. This story delves deep into the tension between love and control, between safety and suffocation, as the protagonist navigates the price of rebellion in a world where freedom is an illusion. Yoongi: Protector and Punisher is a dark exploration of obsession, loyalty, and the painful realization that sometimes, the boundaries we resent are the only things that keep us alive.
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